People who don’t know me will think that my life is a big joke.
I am getting it all together. When my world fell apart, I stood up within days, all I needed was my friends and I still have them. And nothing terrible happened as well, so… This over-reaction is nothing but just the works of PMS, I guess.
I hate to say this but I think I’m getting luckier in work, my career has always been going well and it’s looking like it’s about to get better. I am really excited.
My social life and my relationship with my friends have been stellar - as always.
My love life (or the lack of) is painfully lacking, still.
What do I say… I guess there’s no better time than now to really focus on my career and go all full throttle, again. It is apparent that the more I work on getting something, the more it eludes me.
As sad as it may be, work is the only thing that I have total control over. I have control over most things in my life, cept love. And I hate it.
So… Yeah, I’ll get my priorities right again. This has been tiring.